Chapter Seventy-Five: The Baby Appears

The sky fell, and Su Xi scanned his gaze over and over again when he fell on the three masters of the foundation building period, hoping that these three people were very durable.

It turns out that Su Xi thinks too much, even if Xu Ziling, Hua Nisheng, and Lihai don't protect others, they also want to protect themselves, and now that they have fallen into the game of this colorful phantom butterfly, they naturally use all their skills to deal with the colorful phantom butterfly, and the three of them are quite scheming, so they naturally see the vision of this colorful phantom butterfly, this butterfly is not a brainless demon beast, and why is it in the face of so many monks, showing such a sense of not being afraid of death?

Blocking the road so desperately, is it trying to protect something important?

Xu Ziling was so calculated by the colorful phantom butterfly before, he was very angry, and after killing a burst of gray butterflies, an angry heart also calmed down, and found that the gray butterfly corpses that fell all over the ground were all sub-butterflies, so where did the mother butterfly go?

The leader of the colorful phantom butterfly is the mother butterfly, if the mother butterfly is killed, the child butterfly will be self-defeating, and the child butterfly is hovering in this cave, and when he comes in, he only sees the child butterfly, so far

Xu Ziling spun around and killed the gray butterfly that pounced on him, and flew towards the depths of the cave!

Although everyone focused all their attention on dealing with the gray butterfly, there were also one or two who focused their attention on the three masters of the foundation building period, so when they saw Xu Ziling's figure flying towards the depths of the cave, someone opened their mouths in surprise.

"Senior Xu, what are you going to do?"

Someone had an idea and opened his mouth: "Senior Xu must have found a flaw, I will go with it soon, and I will definitely break this predicament!" ”

As soon as this person's words came out, everyone began to talk about it, and slaughtering gray butterflies for a while was not retaining spiritual power, as long as there was a way to kill only a few seconds, they went to the depths of the cave to follow Xu Ziling's back, and those gray butterflies also followed behind the monks, and in an instant, the mighty monks, a large group of gray butterflies, all rushed to the depths of the cave.

Looking at the empty cave, Su Xi felt that his breathing was much easier, but there was always a feeling of being abandoned, what was this a swollen thing?

"Would you like to come with me?" Bai Lin looked at the two people in the depths of the cave and said.

"Go ahead,"

With Bai Lin, Su Xi also enjoyed a trip without relying on the eleventh road, standing on Bai Lin's magic weapon and flying to the depths of the cave, along the way, Su Xi found that the road in this cave was very long, crooked, and narrow, but it was wider than the cave of the giant python in the primeval forest, the more in, the more gray butterfly corpses on the ground, and the traces of fighting were also left on the wall, and the white bones on both sides were also piled up.

It seems that there have been many battles here before, gray butterflies and monks' corpses can be seen everywhere, and even the color of the ground is obscured, butterflies seek the way to ascend to immortals, and monks seek the way to ascend to immortals, and they can't tell who is miserable and who is pitiful.

It didn't take long for the road to widen and the line of sight to broaden a lot, but the gray butterflies were overwhelming, layered, and shrouded the monk's surroundings, and for a while, the war between the monk and the gray butterfly reached a fever pitch.

However, the eyes of the three onlookers did not fall on those disgraced monks, but on Xu Ziling, who was fighting with one thing.

-- It was a big, big colorful butterfly.

This place is much bigger than the place outside that fell into the phantom array, but it is very hot inside, Su Xi feels like staying in a sauna, the hot people are dizzy and irritable, and then, those gray butterflies seem to enjoy this heat, and in an instant, the momentum soars, and the monks who bite scream.

There was nothing to do, Su Xi's eyes looked around, and found that there was a stone platform attached to the stone wall, the area was very wide, and there was a stone altar on top of the stone platform, in which grew a tree with a whole body green, crystal clear, and glowing, and there was a fruit on it, the size of her fist, and it was about to bend the trunk, which seemed to be very heavy, but Su Xi found that even if it was so far away from that fruit, he could feel the rich spiritual power coming from it, and the fragrance that seemed to be about to be cooked.

"Bai Lin, what do you think that is? Smells good? Su Xi looked at the person next to him.

Bai Lin also saw the fruit, and he naturally knew it, so he explained: "It is the Red Flame Fruit, which has the effect of purifying the spiritual root,"

"Purifying the spiritual root?" The sophomore was a little surprised, his current ability is gold, if he cultivates immortals, is it also gold?

"Yes, there are few people with spiritual roots in this world, and people who are born with spiritual roots, there are many four or five spiritual roots, and above there are three spiritual roots, double spiritual roots, the more excellent the qualifications, the rarer they are, and the people who can be called single spiritual roots are even rarer,"

Bai Lin is a double spiritual root, and he is very yearning for a single spiritual root, and after a pause, he said: "Of course, it is not that those with more spiritual roots are not good, on the contrary, tens of thousands of years ago, the more spiritual roots there are, the better the qualifications, at that time, the foundation was built on the ground, and there were many knots like dogs, but now the spiritual energy is thin, and it is even more difficult to go to the next level,"

In this way, the sophomore understands that the Chiyan Fruit is a fire attribute, if there is a monk with the dual spirit roots of water and fire, as long as he eats the Chiyan Fruit, he can peel off the water spirit root, leaving only the fire spirit root, and the qualification has changed from an ordinary genius to an excellent qualification! In this way, the path of cultivating immortals will also be smoother, how can this red flame fruit not be magical!

Xu Ziling, Hua Nishang, and Lihai are more aware of the power of the Chiyan Fruit, and they all want to bring this Chiyan Fruit to the **, and choose a child with a multi-spirit root and a fire spirit root, not to mention recruiting a successor of a double spirit root, that is, a single spirit root, that is not impossible!

Such a big temptation. Confused, how can anyone not want it?

Sure enough, many monks, after smelling the fragrance of the red flame fruit, all showed greedy colors.

It turned out to be a strange fruit grown from heaven and earth, naturally protected by demon beasts, the red flame fruit grows in the nest of the colorful phantom butterfly, it stands to reason that it should also belong to the colorful phantom butterfly, the red flame fruit is so useful to the monk, how can it be useless for the colorful phantom butterfly.

Colorful phantom butterflies are demon beasts, which can create illusions, their attributes themselves belong to fire, and the fluorescence is the scale powder that falls on the gray butterfly's body, with heat poison and corrosive effect, the mother butterfly eats the red flame fruit and cultivates it to rise sharply, closer to the first order, therefore, how can the mother butterfly give this foreign fruit that belongs to her own to these monks!

The mother butterfly floated in front of the stone platform in the air, covering the entire Chiyan Fruit behind, the two compound eyes were not instantaneous, with a cold killing intent, looking directly at Xu Ziling, the two long tentacles swayed up and down irritably, and the sound of the Dao was drawn, like a long whip whipped in the air, and the momentum was violent.